With a very quivery voice and tears, I told the yearbook class that I wouldn't be returning to Central. It was, by far, the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life. I know it may sound trivial, but I felt like I was letting them down tremedously. I didn't make eye contact very well because their eyes were filled with tears too.
Thank you for all of the phone calls and prayers today after you read my previous blog, I need all the prayer support I can get over the next three days.
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